This back in 1971 and coming from a strict family I always had to wear dresses or skirts and my parents refused to let me wear mini,s like some other ...irls. I had bought one but never showed them so I took this oppurtunity to wear it as I knew my brother would not tell them, especially since he had me sucking his cock everyday for the past 2 years, but that another story(true also)So I got dressed with pantyhose and the mini with some high heels and made myself up, not sure why it was just his. He had, she thought, been a messenger boy before he joined her, so he was more built for endurance. She’d viewed that as a useful advantage, a squire who seldom tired was a useful tool, but as she reclined, thinking about him, she found it to be more… Attractive.He’d always gone above and beyond the call of what he was expected to do, but as she thought back he had always been especially attentive and willing, not to mention accepting.She wasn’t, after all, like other women, or other dickgirls,. She said she’s feeling bored and told she’s is gonna shopping with her friends. I asked her, I am also feeling bored shall we go for some beach or a long drive to Mahabs. She thought for a while and accepted the offer. She wore nice white tees and skirt and I went to her place to pick her up. I was stunned to see her like that. She was looking as an actress (also I don’t compare her with any actress.). I came back to conscious, she asked what happened, I expressed how she looked in that dress. “I do believe I have a couple eager to add some excitement to their marriage. Someone young and not demanding, but can be assertive when it comes time in the bedroom.”“After it is finished, shall I meet with you?” Bonny questions, her tone betraying her eagerness.“No,” Curie quickly says, her tail twitching. “I’ve got someone to talk to. But I would like you to put on a little show for that couple. I want them to see Tova in action.”Without waiting for a response, Curie leaves the coitikin to.